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He pushed the doors open as we enter and I could see people whispering about as soon as they saw us. Alex was better at ignoring them than I am. I could still feel their boring gazes onto us and I was trying hard to ignore them, but I couldn't shake it off. Alex pulled me to the line behind the cashier as he looks at the variety of flavors that the shop has to offer. "What do you want, Levi? That rum and raisin one looks good." He points out, making my face scrunch up in disgust. Alex saw my face and rolled his eyes. "Hey, that's good. I like that flavor." He defended.

“So, Mads is friends with your almost ex and now you’re upset?” “No, Ken,” I said. “No, it’s far worse then that.” “Then spit it out, boy!” he exclaimed. “Just a second ago you were rushing to spill your guts and now you’re holding back. What the hell happened?!” “She’s transformed, Ken.” “What? What are you talking about?” “Madison didn’t just find her out on the street, Ken. She found her running our territory.” Now he understood. “She found her as she was headed back to her bike.”

Regan could only shake his head slowly while a faint, wry smile touched his lips as he rounded the car to the driver's seat. No wonder Alexzandrei Constantine was known as a madman. It was a title worn not with shame, but with a certain perverse pride. Regan had seen it for years. He had seen the effortless charm that could disarm a roomful of sharks, the disarming gentle look in his eyes that made people trust him implicitly. It was a masterpiece of a facade, a beautiful, polished veneer that hid the rot beneath.

Soon, I'll publish his offspring's story, which would be darker, of course. But guys, I don't want to do it now. Actually, I believe writing isn't what you do in a hurry and by doing that, I don't want to ruin the story, so you've to wait and I promise, I'll give you something better than Madness. For that, just remember my penname, Mastaani. You'll find the second book of Da'ud's family soon. Thank you for giving your time, Stay blessed and stay happy, and untill Da'ud's next book, give a chance to my another book, ‘Loving You Is A Risky Game’. It's a werewolf and vampire romance and I believe you'll like it. Love you, xoxo;)

The tall man pursed his lips and asked his partner, Maybe he didn't know English. "Miss Wisdom" "Leave the girl" The black man standing next to him shook his head and said that he was now staring at the Xavier who had got up. "Half Det Sam" "Take him too." The tall black man gritted his teeth. And as soon as he said that, the black farms were now moving towards Xavier. Xavier did not resist in any way. They were now grabbing him with both arms and dragging him away. A man was carrying the girl and was dragging Xavier right behind her. Xavier 's eyes were on the rifle hanging from his shoulders. The rifle had silencers mounted on its mouth, which did not allow the sound of fire to be heard.

Madison blushed and stood up from her seat far away from mine and brought the laptop closer. She placed it before me and I turned it around admiring it. It was Maddie's favorite color, light purple. It was a M3 Max MacBookPro. “Hell! This costs $7,000 Maddie. How did you get it?" I was surprised. Maddie blushed and sat in front of me. I thought it was from a secret admirer so I winked at her and asked her who it was from. Maddie was hesitant but she finally spilled. “Mr Damien got it for me. He had one of his driver's get it delivered yesterday".

She didn't possess a single loyal companion left to absorb her grievances. After tracking through the dusty paths alone until her paws ached, Madison finally pushed through the heavy hide curtains of a low-tier tavern down by the border slums. This was the absolute first time in her life her wolf had entered a public drinking house without a vanguard of bodyguards to clear the space. She ordered flagons of fermented mountain wine, weeping openly as the burning fluid hit her throat. She had never known this scale of isolation before. The deafening, chaotic war-drums and raucous howling of the low-ranking mercenaries packing the tavern perfectly drowned out her pathetic, ragged sobs.

And I have my little dog to think about, Honey-Belle, the love of my life a cute pale Chihuahua. Hi, I’m Madison Lane and I’m a digital sports journalist. I attended Austin University because I’m a real home body and love being close to my folks, my sister Henri who works as a librarian in our small hometown, my brother Jefferson who is currently between jobs and following his music career. Someday he is going to make it big, and he can support my Gucci buying habit. Yeah, I love Gucci and all things pink except for my nail polish which always has to be siren red. Although I do break my rule for coral in the summer.

Usually by this time, April G would be home, but for some reason, she is not. “Ben?” he repeated. The room continued to keep itself in silence, prolonging any response. It is not like her to take extra shifts today, Madison thought to himself. Madison then shrugged it off and went back on the couch as he turned on the TV. “Well, what Lawrence doesn’t know won’t get me in trouble,” Madison says as he relaxes on the couch. He spent half an hour surfing through the channels until finally he came across the news channel that he saw before. “This is Anchorman Jack Dallas reporting live from Channel Five.”

I simply nodded. “Wow, so there are gossips even at the mall, huh? I forgot that Madison actually works for you guys. She wasn't intimidated by Daks, who is a huge guy, but she got scared of my phone, which is old and has a terrible camera, though it still works.” He smiled again and took my hand.